Love Will Come Through #GMfaves

The tears you cry are not because you're lost,

they're because you're found.

You are found in Him.

Love sees you,

and you cry when you look away.

You cry when your mind tells you that Love is not (t)Here.

You cry when you see and hear things that aren't truly (t)Here.

But when you're fully Here,

like you are right now,

you find Him,

again.

And you hear It.  

I Love you,

Nik

nikki@curlynikki.com

p.s. I shared this on the forum a few days ago-- "What am I up to? Oh nothing, just reading and randomly came upon the Aramaic (and Arabic) word ‘rahm’ pronounced Raam (our mantra) that means ‘womb’. In Aramaic it’s root means ‘mercy and love from our inner womb’, or ‘love that births rays from the deepest place within us’…
Ra= a fresh ray of light
Am= from the Mother
Chant and be Mary 😉 ! I love you"

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Today's Quotes:   

"To find God, you must look with all your heart. To remain present to God, you must remain present to your heart. To hear His voice, you must listen with all your heart.
To love Him, you must love with all your heart. You cannot be the person God meant you to be, and you cannot live the life He meant you to live, unless you live from the heart |I John Eldredge
To maintain a close relationship with Jesus, I must remain in His Presence often. Without Him, I can do nothing. Like a branch that cannot bear much fruit unless it remains on the vine.
Jesus, give me strength to - remain kind. remain soft. remain humble. remain myself."
-@claremsf  via IG

"Listen, and see if you remember an Ancient Song you knew so long ago and held more dear than any melody you taught yourself to cherish since." 
-A Course In Miracles

"Homeless are they
Who would abide alone, apart from Me.
Yet would I call them home. My Voice I send To sing in soundless places. Hear from Me The Song a Father sings to you, His child;
A Melody from far beyond the world.
Step back and listen, for He comes to bless And tell you that you are not comfortless
Ripening in a healthy way are those who radiate womb-like love from the deepest place inside. They shall be reborn within Love's creative stream."
-The Gifts of God